[13:18]Wandering Pink Kajira looks up hereing noises from the forest to suddenly see a Master before me!
[13:18]Wandering Pink Kajira eyes wide in fear as I look to him
[13:18]Wandering Pink Kajira “Tal Master”
[13:19] Crow (melchior.wardell) moved with stealth while he stopped in his tracks “So … what do we have here … ” he mused while his lifeless eyes took her in. HIs demeanour was far rom readable. “it seems to be a wandering kajirae with courage.”
[13:20]Wandering Pink Kajira I tremble with fear at the sight of the stranger having been taking abck by his sudden appearance I drop quickly
[13:21]Wandering Pink Kajira keepingmy eyes lowered for fear of my very life,..the unknown fate which awaits…..he stands quietly there in the shadows,….I feel my heart pounding
[13:22] Crow (melchior.wardell) seemed to be unbothered by her fear, her trembling or that she knelt. It happened all the time in a way – call it professional hazard. “What brings you here slave ?” he stated and there seemed to be this sinister edge that demanded an answer.
[13:23]Wandering Pink Kajira trying hard to present to him the words he is seeking,…I struggle to free them from my throat…”I …I am seeking a homeee Master”
[13:24]Wandering Pink Kajira having travelled far as I come upon this dark forest,….it seemed unoccupied and a place of sanctuary,…biting her lip*
[13:24] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow “And you think to find it in these woods ?” he said, although amused he kept his voice leveled and devoid of any warmth. “I guess that ome can be very permenant if you would run into the undertaker.” the sounds of screams seemed to come from all kind of places in these woods.
[13:26]Wandering Pink Kajira: “I…I am not sure Master, slightly gazing up at him,…trying to glimpse him,…knowing alone slave is a bad fate……I try to remain composed yet clearly he knows my fear
[13:28] Crow (melchior.wardell) kept her sharply in his vision, perhaps something one would try to ecape at all costs. “You are not sure ?” he asks. His hand rested casual on the hilt of his blade, a loyal friend that had been there in most killings in one way or an other. “I can assure you these woods hardly offer shelter for a girl that – tries to escape her owner ?”
[13:28]Wandering Pink Kajira: the dark forest keeps speaking the sounds of night,…with haunting echoes from the ridge,…the sky darkens,…as the Master remains fixated
[13:30]Wandering Pink Kajira: yes! Master I am unsure,…for I have no guidance, nor a Master,…
[13:30] Crow (melchior.wardell) frowns “An unowned slave that was capable to travel all this way … You see me as a fool … girl ?” he replies sharp.
[13:31]Wandering Pink Kajira: feeling as if he doesnt believe a lowly slaves words,..I swallow hard as his hand reaches for his sword, th elight it throws is blinding
[13:31]Wandering Pink Kajira: wonders why he say that,…far*…..all my journeys seem far to me,…
[13:32]
Crow (melchior.wardell) narrows his eyes “I will pretend not to have seen you … and give you 5 beats of my heart – let us hope it keeps beat – for you to leave my eye sight and never get nto it again if you wish to keep your life.” he pointed in the direction of the docks. “I will count them out loud.”
[13:32]Wandering Pink Kajira: looking up again at him t his time more boldly, assuming it may become the last face that she ever sees
[13:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) starts to count “One.”
[13:33]Wandering Pink Kajira: shuffles to her feet
[13:33]Wandering Pink Kajira: and heads towards the direction he has directed her
[13:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) continues “Two.”
[13:34] Crow (melchior.wardell) keeps counting while he watched her carefully”Three.” and took a deep intake of breath to remain cold and on the beat of his heart “Four.”
[13:35] Crow (melchior.wardell) wanted to be sure that the girl understood her predicament and he shouted for once “Five.”
Crows Murder 